My piss yellow, I'm a nasty fellow,
Nobody likes me.
I feel sad, and frankly quite mad,
My asshole is belligerent and itchy.
The gods behind cloud, fart very loud,
I can't sleep at night.
My head is flat, I like that,
My shit comes out sorta tight.
I like to dance, or romance,
But no miss wants to kiss.
They don't like buck teeth,
So I say fuck off and hiss.
I want to be a holy man,
To fuck the faith around.
The idea is: In open gullible mouths,
To shit with a harumphing sound.
Or a leader of some sort,
With a department to do-good enmasse.
I'll just randomly pick citizens,
And fuck them all in their ass.
I have a complex about my dick,
It doesn't hang that long.
My shit can murder a town with smell,
But I don't like my small smelly schlong.
Maybe I'll buy a lottery ticket,
Or marry a whore who's got gold.
Really can't wait to fuck around,
I'm growing crusty fucking old.
